The Blitzcream Cake
Sometimes a cake is just a cake. Not so the Blitzcream Cake! It’s layered with meaning and suffused with history in this improvised scene by Betsy Morris and Lisa Martinovic
Sometimes a cake is just a cake. Not so the Blitzcream Cake! It’s layered with meaning and suffused with history in this improvised scene by Betsy Morris and Lisa Martinovic
When you encounter a sizzling hot cowboy in an unexpected locale, don’t do as I did. Do as I fictionalized.
It had been a rough week for Angie Everglade. Monday’s job interview disaster with some young pup who seemed to equate rich life experience with imminent dementia. Wednesday’s OkCupid date with a man so full of himself she feared he might actually burst, splattering her new outfit with his ruptured innards. And now lab work that suggested a new incurable malady of which she already enjoyed several. After having a ripshit tantrum in the privacy of her own apartment,
In this dystopian fantasy, an innocent stays true to her spirit all the way to the end . . . and beyond.